Chapter 1161 Old Methods Return

• Inside Finnegan Manor’s lantern-lit drawing room, Samson’s announcement hit like cold rain; every face around the polished table stiffened with disbelief.
• “Those overseas tycoons really don’t play by any rules, do they?”
• Aiden lounged in his chair, voice smooth but sharpened by disdain. “Honestly, I expected them to march in swinging. Instead, like always, they hide behind the same cheap little tricks.”